Funny Peculiar

Whenever I say something is funny my dad asks, “Funny peculiar, or funny HaHa?”  Life lately has been a little bit funny peculiar.  A few days ago I went with my sister to a tasting to plan a Christmas party for work.  I did NOT feel old enough.  The event planners kept coming up to us and I was at a loss.  Sometimes I just don’t feel grown up enough for my life.

It’s my birthday month! Hooray! I love birthdays.  Also, October.  Bloggers are constantly saying how October is their favorite month, but I feel like it is MY month.  I have been thinking about how I am going to turn 24.  It isn’t necessarily a huge birthday, but I feel like I should be grown up by now.  As if in 20 days I will magically start saying intelligent things when put into large crowds.

Hubby had a business trip to St George last weekend and I went with.  I had to be with him at his event and even though he probably didn’t want the help I gave my two cents here and there.  It felt so GOOD.  After the event we were driving to my parents house and I told him it felt so good to actually speak about intelligent things.  I absolutely love my job and am so grateful for it, but sometimes I miss learning and being a part of the process.

Remember how I had that goal of being elegant this year.  I don’t think I even know what that means to me anymore.  I hate to admit that in my mind I pictured myself about 4 sizes smaller with pretty dresses and manicured nails.  I don’t think that should qualify as elegant.  I think elegant should be someone who is confident and who has the ability to make other people see the good in themselves.

I say funny peculiar because I feel good about myself, even though I didn’t reach any of the goals I had set for myself for the age of 23.  I think my idea of what I want myself to become has changed a lot.  And I think that’s a good thing.

In keeping with the theme of this post, here we are apple picking … St George style …

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Yes, in St George you pick apples in caves – more on that later!

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